Kushina

The best feeling in the world: being in clean pajamas after showering properly, and getting to go to your nice and cold bed with clean sheets. Do not argue with me on this one. I slipped into my bed and immediately moaned with comfort. Having nothing to do for the rest of the day, sleep was my best bet. Don't get me wrong, I am still not, nor will I ever be, tired of sleeping.

"Kushina!" Why mother! I'm so comfy. Did you guys feel me crying, internally? I was about to. In exasperation, I trudged down the stairs and made clear to everything around and close how I was not happy with this. Am I ever happy? Nope. Not possible in the moment. I slowly registered that the Uchihas where here and they were all dressed up? The fuck?

"Why aren't you dressed?"

"For what?" That came out as a partial whine which earned an eye roll, two smirks, a subtle glare and laughter. I'll let you folks guess who did what.

"We're going out for dinner, so get changed." I was about to tell them to leave without me, but dismissed it as being rude. It was the first time in a long time we did this, with Itachi and Misaki the first, so I trudged back up. I didn't want to match anyone in any way, so I tried to recall what they wearing...Naruto orange, Sasuke purple, Itachi red. All long-sleeved dress shirts and black pants. Misaki some weird purple dress with a low v-line...huh she matched Sasuke. Coincidence? I think not. MnMs were both wearing white...

I eventually decided on a turquoise, sleeveless dress that was tight on the bodice and frilly with a lot of layers past the waist. It gradually reached above my knees so it would look awkward if I let my hair down, so I put it up with a clasp. Most people I meet believe that it's extensions and when they find out they're not are envious. But one fact that a few know about my hair will amaze you. I can't curl it. Yup, my super long hair doesn't withstand curling, even a bit, so that pretty much rules out cool styles for me. But on the bright side, it looks rebellious when I let it down. I have semi-long bangs that I let out sometimes that gives my hair an edgy feel to it whenever I put it to one side. After pulling on heeled boots (black obviously, ankle length) I went downstairs and saw a debate of some sort being held. My mom, Sasuke and Misaki at one side, while Itachi, his mom and Naruto on the other. Insecurity caught up to me when all eyes snapped at my direction (me being tough, doesn't sadly eliminate girl feelings).

"You're the tie breaker Kushina, should we eat from..." the names were to complicated, and I wonder how many times it took my mother to prefect it, if she took time at all. So this is why they're in groups...

"Or do you prefer a happy meal?" Misaki's eyes were mocking, calling me out in front of everyone.

"I might consider it, since I need Clumsy to complete my Smurfs collection." Living in England with daddy for four years is what gave birth to my smart mouth. That and being unimpressed since I obtained a lot of experience for a young girl.

"I'll go with which ever has chicken."

"They both have chicken."

"Cajun...?"

"Yes! We win!" Naruto fist bumped Itachi. Misaki looked angrily at me (as usual) and Sasuke remained unfazed. MnMs declared that we'll be walking, since it was close by and we should make do with the exercise. It looked weird for 7 highly dressed people walking down the street on a Friday night. I took the lead, not in the mood for a mouth off with Misaki.

Sasuke

I was very close to blurting out how simple her attire was and how pretty she looked nonetheless. Fearing the never ending teasing from Naruto and Itachi, and clinging of Misaki was the only amount of will that held me in. Darn her and her irresistibility, if that's even a word. You get the picture. My eyes narrowed instinctively as Itachi aligned himself with Kushina, and managed to make her smile. She smiles for me and only me!

"Sasuke-kun are you listening?" Misaki pouted and clung onto my left arm. I grimaced at the amount of perfume that wafted in her wake and at that pout she made. Only Uzumaki could ignite a reaction within me by pouting. My eyes lingered back to them, who were still chatting about god knows what. Naruto snickered and mouthed 'jealous' at me and I flipped him the bird. His grin went wider, if that's even possible and he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. We reached the restaurant after a few minutes and took our seats. Kushina sat at head, claiming dibs like the little girl she is, with Itachi, Misaki and mom on her left, me, Naruto and her mom on her right. I snickered as Itachi forced a polite smile at Misaki who clung onto him since she wasn't close to me. Pain shot through my leg and I glared at an 'innocent' redhead. An idea popped into my head and I patiently waited for our food to come before enacting my revenge. When light conversation fluttered between the table and food was in front of everyone, I snaked my hand under the table and placed it on her knee. She froze, unable to cut the chicken she ordered and I fought off a smirk. She bit her lip and tried ignoring me. I slowly moved my hand deeper and deeper until it was on her thigh, and watched as redness passed her neck and situated itself on her cheeks. Savoring her soft feel, I started to make circles on her skin with my thumb and watched her suppress a moan amused. Serves her right for smiling at Itachi. You're mine Uzumaki.

She excused herself and got up, not before roughly pushing off my hand and headed to a restroom. I dismissed a feeling of guilt and silently ate, looking as unfazed to everyone as we first sat down.

Itachi

He thinks I am as oblivious as everyone seated here, to his charade. I knew he was messing with Kushina, and I knew that he loved her. Sasuke can't hide anything from me, foolish if he thought otherwise. Naruto most probably also knew, so I could easily get a confession out of him. But since that'll be no fun, I'll have to force a confession out of Sasuke himself. I was a bit taken aback by her personality when I first met her, and was almost immediately attracted when she spoke wittly to me.

"Hello there. I'm Uchiha Itachi." I didn't bother to look up from my phone, busily fixing and managing appointments for my father.

"Who's the unfortunate girl you're desperately trying to impress?" I immediately smirked and she gave me a weird look.

"It's common courtesy to not pry in others business." She rolled her eyes and fingered her short red hair.

"It's common courtesy to put away ones phone when being acquainted." I smiled for the first time in a while and put my phone away.

"And your name is?" She looked calculating at me.

"Uzumaki Kushina." She carefully narrowed her eyes.

"Well then Uzumaki Kushina, you'd make a fine girlfriend for my little brother."

"No thanks, I don't do boys." I showed her a picture of Sasuke, thinking that might change her mind. She looked quizzically at me.

"What?"

"You don't think he's cute?" She confused me.

"Was that supposed to make me like him?"

"Nevermind. How about some ice cream?" She eagerly nodded and I took her with me.

Sasuke might of felt drawn to her spitfire personality, just as I was three years ago. She was an awkward 12 year old with no friends. Before hearing her voice, most people would've dismissed her as a boy at first glance. Her red hair almost reached her shoulders, layered, and big, iridescent blue eyes that twinkled whenever she smiled. Uzumakis have always had a way with Uchihas. Because there was no other explanation to why I was happier with her than anyone else when I was in England. A stoic seventeen year old, unmasked by a 12 year old girl was pretty funny if you thought about it. She was now seventeen, and was she ever prettier. Puberty had shaped her into an envy-worthy woman, who'd turn heads and cast jealousy among anyone around. I almost didn't recognize her at the school parking lot, if it weren't for her twinkling eyes. And seeing her then with Sasuke, I gave her a secret smile. She'd managed to break him, just as I had predicted long time ago. I'm planning something for them...just a matter of time for it to happen.

Kushina

MnMs made the five of us walk home while they got a cab. Seriously! My feet are aching. I wanted more than anything to pull off my heels and walk barefoot but with not one, but two Uchihas closeby, I wouldn't be left alone. Kushina I can carry you! No I'll carry her! Glares.. I did not want to spark sibling rivalry in any way.

"I'm tired.." huh, I guess she doesn't feel the same way. I looked a bit sorry for the girl, who was desperately trying to get any of their attention. Life's unfair girl, I feel ya.

"How long are you staying Itachi-sama?" Hahahahahaahha! Itachi raised his eyebrow at me and I looked confused.

"I didn't just laugh in my head...right?" The embarrassment! I wanted to roll into a hole and die! He chuckled amused at my flustered demeanor and patted my head. I could feel Sasuke's burning gaze on my back, noticing my every move.

"Psychotic bitch!" Huh, I almost forgot about her. She started stomping around, demanding to be stood up for when Itachi appeared behind her and pinched a spot on her neck. She fainted almost instantly and landed on his bent over back. Straightening himself, he carried her on his shoulders, not the slightest bit bothered about her weight. He looked at me weirdly and smiled.

"You don't have to be jealous UK, you'll always be my favorite." I snorted.

"Puh-lease! Like that's not the world's no.1 lie."

"UK?" Naruto was surprised.

"UK, because I met her in the United Kingdom, and it's her initials." He clarified without taking his eyes off of me. I wonder if Sasuke's burning himself right now...

Screw the Uchihas! I pulled off my heels and sighed, happy to be released.

"Do you want me to carry you?" And Sasuke is in the lead! I held on a groan of exasperation as I shook my head. He looked down and glared at his shoes, and I was almost inclined to saying something really stupid.

And that's another chapter! Does anyone sense sibling rivalry? I hope I made Itachi as undoubtedly appealing as he is in canon, cuz nobody can withstand his awesomeness. Not exaggerating here btw.